Leonie Wise

i imagine my hands, set like clay captured in a prayer pose feet with legs sticking out of the ground

first in at work, last to leave. a commute that started at 5:40am and ended not long before the

today’s highlights: 1. brunch at loretta on cuba street, wellington 2. a leisurely walk along the waterfront 3. discovering

an inventory of physical sensations: * an overpopulated mind * a vice squeezing my forehead * secrets on my tongue * sunlight in my

You can fool everyone else, but you can’t fool your own mind. ― David Allen i have been writing in

in wrestling with what i really want to be working towards, or how to proceed, i begin every morning with

sea stories, morning and night. an island to fall in love with, over and over again. every day the opportunity

do you ever wonder about the origin of words? today i’ve been pondering umbrella. and getting nostalgic for the

1. change i’ve been feeling like my creative practise has been woefully neglected the past couple of years, so